"I cannot express my feelings (cried Madeline, melting into tears); 'tis only Heaven, Lafroy, that can properly reward your humanity."
"I must now bid you farewell, my dear lady (said Lafroy); if I stay much longer from the Castle I fear being missed, and my absence at this juncture would, I make no doubt, excite suspicion.—farewell! May Heaven and all its holy angels for ever watch over you!"
"Stop for one instant (cried Madeline, catching his arm). Oh! Lafroy! I entreat—I conjure you—the moment a letter arrives from my father, to forward it to me. I shall be all impatience—all agony—all distraction—till I hear of his safety, and know where or when I may rejoin him!"
"Rest assured (said Lafroy), that I shall do every thing you can wish. Once more, my dear young lady, farewell! Oliver has a letter to deliver to my aunt, which I wrote in the cottage; I am confident she will do every thing in her power to make you happy."
